Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Just as Nyla was about to get up, Damon's hands gently pressed down on her shoulders.

"Don't move. Wait here," Damon instructed.

Meeting his firm gaze, Nyla bit her lip and instinctively nodded.

Damon patted her head with a smile. "Good girl."

Nyla was left speechless.

Damon worked quickly, and soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.

Nyla couldn't help but swallow as she headed to the kitchen. She hadn't eaten dinner and was now quite hungry.

Just as she reached the kitchen door, Damon emerged, carrying a plate of sandwiches.

"Why did you come over?" he asked.

Nyla was captivated by the sandwiches in his hand. It was a simple creation-vegetables and eggs topped with melted cheese. The green vegetables and crispy-edged fried eggs looked especially appetizing under the light.

Noticing that all her attention was on the sandwiches and she had completely ignored him, Damon couldn't help but smile. "Go get your cutlery."

At his words, Nyla quickly went into the kitchen, grabbed her cutlery, and returned to the table.

you, Uncle

her habitual way of addressing

and as soon as she took a bite, her eyes involuntarily

"So delicious!" she exclaimed.

No one's going to take it from you. Don't burn

no sign of

a crumb behind. As she put down her cutlery, she still felt a bit unsatisfied. "Uncle Damon, how can you cook so

something unappetizing, but his cooking was surprisingly good. She could easily have eaten another

only know how to make simple things like

could respond, Damon's phone

and frowned slightly as he spoke coldly. "I'll be there

at the company. I need to

back..." Nyla

be careful,"

bit her lip, a trace of concern

kitchen, then returned to her bedroom. Just as she was about to shower and go

heart. I support the idea of going abroad. Let

the screen,

from a fear of retaliation from the

all, Nyla was only her stepdaughter, and Wren

with a simple "Okay" and then deleted the